You can’t get any lower than a Rhodes scholar... Slick Willy And Rachel mad cow… Now that’s fucking funny
College Degrees never impressed me after I got out of college, it just meant someone drank for four years solid.
Maybe you drank for four years but I did not, and neither did any of my friends.
I want a partied, I only went to college to get my degree and left, never like the college atmosphere. I liked the real world better wher I could gather my real skills.
I went to Northern Va. Community College when I was living in DC and working for Blue Cross/ Blue Shield and got my Associates degree. Then when I got hired by the airlines and was transferred down here in NC, they set up a program with High Point College (now university) where we could attend there and they would reimburse us a certain percent when we got a certain grade. I got almost all of my money back since I graduated Magna Cum Laude. I did this the entire time I was working full time for the airlines.
Sadly though, my degree in Behavioral Science would have paid me the money I was making working for the airline. and I was in the International Rate Dept. and had to know almost more than some of the top exes did about how we treated out international passengers. I had to know all about baggage, currency conversion, customs and immigration, and help the ticket counters when a person came up and wanted to change their ticket. When that happened, we had to have the ticket itinerary read to us from the beginning and then what they wanted to change it to. We then had to recalculate it in the currency it was written in and converted the difference into USD. All international tickets then were also based on mileage and we also had to calculate that too. I was a lead in that department and was all by myself opening the department on 9/11. One of the other leads called in when the first plane hit and we thought it was an accident. Then when the second plane hit and another hit the Pentagon, we knew what was happening. anyhow, many of the upper management came in to help those in reservations who were talking to the passengers, but no one came down to rates. I was stuck trying to help the numerous ticket counters who were panicking all on my own. Thankfully, my supervisor finally came in and got someone from upper management to come down and help out. My shift that day was supposed to be from 5AM to 1:30 PM, but I didn't get home until after 7 PM.
But, I loved that job and only got y degree to say I had one. I still dream about working rates even after being retired. I dreamed about it every singe night for the first year after I retired. I could still calculate an around the world fare from scratch because it's burned into my mind.